Time to put our memories in a bottle,
And send it out to sea,
Or to the boat in which we sail,
Separately as it would be.
Our years at hand or spent apart,
We laughed and cried through it all,
Made new friends from the start,
Now at the end, yeah we had a ball.
Look back now, how we all changed,
We grew, matured, and learned new things,
Remember that first test we aced!?
And now we stretch our full grown wings.
Leaving now and forgetting never,
Ignore the distance,
We will always have each other,
Be the resistance.
Class of 2011!
Better than the rest, that’s a given!